I had a girlfriend once . . . well, okay, she was an affair partner as we were both married to other people at the time, but we sure acted like boyfriend/girlfriend. We worked in a blue collar environment, and we were just desperate to see each other every day, so getting together was a problem. We finally got the idea of going to public parks as a fairly safe place to meet. They were pretty deserted in the middle of the day on weekdays, and we found out after we started meeting there that a few other couples were showing up in separate cars and, ah, "coupling up" just as we were. This was 30 years ago, long before there were cameras everywhere.
We met and banged every day at one particular park. She was a sex crazed extrovert who would do anything and enjoyed all of it. One day late in the fall I dared her to show up the next day wearing nothing but a coat. She giggled and I don't remember if she said anything about it or not. Next day it was chilly and rainy, and she beat me to the park. She saw me driving in, jumped out of her car, whipped a knee-length coat open and was gloriously naked underneath it. She had a really good body and was a redhead to boot. She stood there with a big shit-eating grin on her face, mincing her thighs back and forth, her red muff winking at me, and must've given me a five second flash as I drove in and parked.
Man, I fucked her really good that day. She told me later her worst worry about the whole thing was getting stopped on the way over and having to explain to some cop why she was driving around naked.
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